Washington Heights (2002)

Better Late Then Never

Beautiful, moving film.

The first must-see film of the year.

Easily the biggest piece of Right wing non sense propaganda I ever saw.

In the last few decades, the neighborhood of Washington Heights in upper Manhattan has changed from the predominantly German Jewish area I grew up in to one that is now almost exclusively Dominican. The change took place gradually after thousands of small landowners in the Dominican Republic were dispossessed in 1965-1966 following the U.S. military invasion and occupation. When I think about the Heights of my youth, I can still smell the freshly baked rye bread from the Jewish bakeries on St. Nicholas Avenue and taste the kosher pickles from my father's delicatessen on 193rd street. Now, as captured by first-time director Alfredo de Villa in the film Washington Heights, the streets are filled with salsa music and bodegas and domino players in the streets. Shot on digital video in basements, streets, alleys, and ground floor apartments in only 18 days with a minimal budget, Washington Heights is about fathers and sons, the conflict of generations, and the sad undercurrent of violence that is a part of the assimilation process.In the film, two sons are hampered in their attempts to realize their dreams. Carlos Ramirez (Manny Perez) commutes daily to the East Village to work as a comic book inker and longs to have his own imprint house. He is unwilling to forgive his father Eddie (Tomas Milian) for cheating on his mother. Eddie, who owns the corner bodega, had to give up his own goal to become a bolero singer when he married and had a son and now scorns his son's artistic ambitions. In a subplot, Carlos' friend Mickey, the son of an Irish building manager Sean Kilpatrick (Jude Ciccolella) dreams of winning a bowling tournament is Las Vegas but his father does everything he can to keep him stuck in his job as a building superintendent. Tragically, Carlos' plans are put on hold after his father is shot and paralyzed during a robbery. It is a struggle for both men to accept the new conditions of their life and old resentments quickly boil to the surface but there are tender moments as well. When Carlos takes over the business, however, he discovers that his father owes a debt of $25,000 to Kilpatrick and is determined to work until he can pay off the debt. Carlos' preoccupation with running the business and taking care of his father puts strains on his relationship with his dressmaker girl friend Maggie (Andrea Navedo) and she says to Carlos: "You think you are an artist but you're just a guy whose father owns a bodega." Things become even more complicated when his girl friend's brother, Angel (Bobby Cannavale) hides the money he is saving to return to the Dominican Republic in his LP collection and foolishly tells people where it is. Ultimately, Carlos is able to use his experience with his father to deepen his commitment to the neighborhood and to transform the quality of his art. I found Washington Heights to be predictable and sometimes amateurish, but it is an honest and involving film that portends a bright future for the director and his cast and one I would not hesitate to recommend.

I have mixed feelings about a film whose production values are staunchly (read poor quality) independent and its subject matter is extremely standard; almost Hollywood conventional. I had the feeling that the only risk the filmmakers took was shooting the story on Digital. This is not a ground breaking film. But it is an excellent calling card for its Director to direct larger Hollywood conventional movies. He shows a facility for handling actors and juggling several plot lines. Not a memorable film. But not an atoricity like virtually every other American film in the past year.

WASHINGTON HEIGHTS (2003) **1/2 Tomas Milian, Manny Perez, Danny Hoch, Jude Ciccolella, Andrea Navedo, Bobby Cannavale, David Zayas, Callie Thorne, Judy Reyes. Well-acted morality tale about a talented illustrator (Perez) with dreams of having his own comic book finds himself trapped in the titular neighborhood where he is forced to aid his recently stricken father (Milian) to run the family bodega. Conflicts and conscience run high with the feel of early Lumet or Lee thanks to newcomer Alfredo De Villa's use of digital video to give the film a feeling of intimacy and closeness that parallels the claustrophobia felt by the main characters. Familiar yet watchable.

"Washington Heights" brings fresh elements to the old, but continually autobiographical for young filmmakers, story of the immigrant's son who is striving to get out of the old neighborhood.The lead could have been played by John Garfield, but as the old neighborhood is now a Dominican Republic stronghold, he's played by Manny Perez, who was also very good in A & E's "100 Center Street." Another alum from the same show, Bobby Cannavale, only gets to do a similar role as he did in "Kingpin." but we also get to see other TV series refugees as well in different roles.What's new here is not only does he want to be an artist, but a comic book artist escaping into an exaggerated fantasy world. The usual conflict with the father is O'Neillian as it is not just rebellion, but complicated with responsibilities.The financial struggles of each character ties them all together in a tense web of dependencies, making the climax more shattering to all. Freshest is the lack of sexism and genuine affection for women; all the women are employed, independent, and not dragging the men down with unwanted pregnancies; nice to know characters in such movies have finally discovered birth control (though I missed a couple of plot resolution points involving the women).The very long list of thank you's in the credits reinforces that the film was a labor of love with minimal budget, but the resulting cheap, available light cinematography is less Dogma-noble and more just plain hard to see.